However, although his plan was successful, Zizhuang did hit the plan, and Qiu Ze did not dare to hold it up, after all, Zizhuang's physical strength was much greater than him.

If he fights Zizhuang at the beginning, Qiu Ze is afraid that he will not be able to take much advantage, and even if he can subdue Zizhuang in the end, he will inevitably have some weakness.

Qiu Ze chose to avoid the edge for the time being, although the tiger is fierce, but as long as the tooth is extracted, it becomes a cat.

Zi Zhuang, who is exhausted, is a tiger with teeth extracted, where can he beat Qiu Ze?

Zicheng saw it in his eyes, he shook his head slightly, from the very beginning, he understood that Zizhuang couldn't beat Qiu Ze, although Daochen Zhenren often talked to his disciples, and the old rival Ling Chou Gu's head uncle Xin Yibo accepted a waste apprentice, but Qiu Ze's delicate mind a few days ago made Zicheng look at him with admiration, although he couldn't see Qiu Ze's strength, but it was definitely not as inferior as his master said.

And Qiu Ze provoked Zi Zhuang, what did he mean Zi Cheng just thought about it slightly, and he understood seven or eight points, but Zi Zhuang was a simple-minded person, and he didn't wait for himself to speak out, and he was provoked by others to say a few words, and he became manic.

'Stupid!'

Zizhuang said in his heart, he naturally wouldn't say it in front of Qiu Ze and Xin Yibo, extinguishing the prestige of his master, but just shouted to Zixian not far away: "Zixian, you and I will go together!"

Zixian was stunned, said hello, picked up the long sword, and the two surrounded Qiu Ze.

Qiu Ze only looked at Zicheng, and he understood that among the three, the most difficult and most threatening to him was only Zicheng.

"Xuanbing Sword Duel!"

Zicheng let out a low sigh, the long sword in his hand stood up, and on the long sword, a little cold air appeared, and the cold air surged, and his robe also floated up with the cold air.

Xin Yibo's eyes lit up, he didn't expect that the martial arts skills of Daochen, a disciple, were not bad.

Although the Xuanbing Sword Technique can stimulate the cold qi to help, it is only a martial art, not an illegal technique, and it is one of the many martial arts cheats of Qi Yun's audience, but because the weapon used by Xin Yibo is a spear, he has not practiced it.

Zixian looked at Zicheng's movements and also put up his long sword, but on his long sword, only a little cold air came out, which was much weaker than Zicheng's cold.

"Zixian, up!"

The two of them stepped quickly, dancing the long sword in Qiu Ze's hand with a cold air, and with the naked eye, they could see that the two long swords seemed to be divided into four, and there were faintly two more swords.

The Xuanbing Sword Technique, cultivated to a high level, can induce Xuanbing Cold Qi to supplement attacks, but this is only the most basic attribute of the Xuanbing Sword Technique.

Condensing the Phantom Sword, dazzling the opponent, and then smashing the Yellow Dragon directly, defeating the enemy with one move! is the most important thing in cultivating the Xuanbing Sword Duel, and the number of condensed Phantom Swords depends on the cultivator's own understanding and proficiency in the Xuanbing Sword Duel.

Daochen Zhenren was already half angry, in his eyes, Qiu Ze was just a mere mortal, and his mouth was as stinky as Xin Yibo.

Even if you get the Dragon Flame Fruit, it's just luck.

But what Daochen Zhenren didn't expect was that this mortal's body was extremely weird, and he could defeat Zizhuang with the strength of one person, although Daochen Zhenren didn't want to admit it, but what Qiu Ze showed really didn't match the impression of Qiu Ze in his heart.

Therefore, Daochen Zhenren was full of anger, and it was not until he saw Zicheng's performance that he was displeased, and he felt better.

Zicheng has only practiced for less than a year, and he can distinguish two phantom swords, and even vaguely break through four, which can already show that his qualifications are very good, even if Qiu Ze's body style is weird, he can defeat a Zi Zhuang, but that Zi Zhuang is just a light enemy, and there are two disciples on the side of Daochen Zhenren.

lost a Zizhuang, and a stronger Zicheng, this time, no matter what, Qiu Ze can't beat it.

Daochen Zhenren smiled, as if the Dragon Yan Fruit was already in his hands.

Qiu Ze stared at the phantom sword tightly, he understood that although there seemed to be six phantom swords, only two of them were real, and the others were just phantoms, as long as he dodged the attacks of the two swords, there was room for mediation.

In the past few months in the back mountain, Qiu Ze had already had some insights into the speed and precision of his shots, and he dodged and stared at the phantom sword closely, trying to distinguish which swords were real and which were fake.

However, the phantom sword condensed by Zicheng was very real, and after watching it for a long time, Qiu Ze couldn't completely distinguish the real sword, and there was another Zixian next to him who disrupted his thoughts again and again, making it even more difficult for him to distinguish which sword shadow was real.

As a last resort, Qiu Ze had to take a few steps back, he ostensibly fought with Zixian, but shifted his gaze to Zixian.

Zixian is not very old, and his cultivation of martial arts is not deep, although he can barely condense a phantom sword, but the sword shadow of the phantom sword is a little floating, Qiu Ze just glanced at it a few times, and he can distinguish it clearly.

At this time, it happened that Zicheng's sword stabbed over, and Qiu Ze simply went back and fell.

Zicheng frowned, he knew in his heart that his attack this time was not very powerful, but Qiu Ze's reaction was too big, and he was shocked, but the sword was in the air, and he didn't have time to react, so he had to shout: "Zixian be careful!"

Zixian heard Zicheng's reminder, but his sword also stabbed out, wanting to stab Qiu Ze who fell to the ground, and in a short moment, the two showed a small flaw.

Akisawa has finally made a move!

Between the swords and swords, I saw Qiu Ze jump slightly, dodged Zixian's attack, saw the right time, and stabbed the branch in his hand!

Qiu Ze didn't practice any martial arts cheats, and he didn't have dazzling tricks to shoot, omitting those fancy moves, just to concentrate all his strength together, and then, stabbing out!

It was just a simple stab, but Qiu Ze's speed was extremely fast, and in the phantom, only a cry of pain was heard, and there were only four of the six phantom swords left.

Zixian didn't expect Qiu Ze's target to be himself, he only saw Qiu Ze stabbing out, and then his palms ached, and when he looked closely, the skin and flesh on his two fingers had been pierced by sharpened branches, and blood flowed out.

Ten fingers connected to the heart, a little pain on the fingers will be magnified several times, Zixian is still young after all, he took a few steps back, the corners of his mouth skimmed, and there were tears in the corners of his eyes.

At this time, there were only two people left in the field, Qiu Ze and Zicheng, and without Zixian's interference, Qiu Ze concentrated all his energy and looked at Zicheng.

Zicheng's movements did not slow down because his companion was stabbed, and the long sword in his hand continued to stab, and the cold became thicker and thicker.

Even if Qiu Ze relied on his strange body to maneuver with Zicheng, he couldn't dodge all the attacks, and the few remaining strips of cloth on his body were all punctured, and there were a few more blood marks on his chest and back.

The smile on Daochen's face grew thicker and thicker.

'Stinky boy, look how you're still hiding!'

Although Zi Cheng's cultivation of the Xuan Bing Sword Technique was only a first glimpse, his attack almost covered Qiu Ze's entire body, and under Qiu Ze's dodge, there was always something missing, and he couldn't help but suffer a little.

Zicheng is not Zizhuang, he understands that his only purpose is to defeat Qiu Ze, and if he succeeds, he will not stagnate, and speed up the attack.

On the scene, Qiu Ze was embarrassed, he was almost chased and beaten by Zicheng, and he had no power to fight back, so he could only rely on his body to keep dodging.

Xin Yibo's heart, which was originally put down, mentioned his throat again.

Qiu Ze endured the pain of his body, he had experienced the revenge of killing his father, the pain of Xuan Bing entering his body, these pains were even more than a thousand times the flesh wounds!

The battle between the two continued, Zicheng took advantage of it, although the sword in his hand stabbed Qiu Ze from time to time, but Qiu Ze's body style, there was no discipline at all, but the speed of dodging was very fast, although he was stabbed several times and suffered some injuries, but he did not hurt his tibia, which was not enough to worry about.

Time passed quickly, and Qiu Ze seemed to be still passively beaten, but Zicheng became more and more uneasy, because he was surprised to find that the number of times he stabbed was decreasing!